Poem By Eric Paeplow

The world craves immortality
Eternal youth, energy and beauty
These are the deepest desires
Of our silent dreams

Yet these thoughts are simply specters
Silently creeping
Through our darkened nights
Through our sleeping dreams

And while the world around ages
And slowly dies
We few
We poets
Will forever be alive

For through our words
Our thoughts
Our muse
Our words will survive
Long past our time of youth

For immortality is not of the flesh
But of the mind
And thus
Our words give us our living breath

To be passed down through the ages
To be forever

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